The dangerous atmosphere suddenly dissipated, withdrawn by both parties at the same time.
"Let's just stick to the facts," Razor leaned back on his chair, saying relaxedly, "About how your people ambushed mine and even stole their possessions, what's the deal with that?"
"Hm?" Sickle couldn't help but laugh, "Are we starting to twist facts now?"
"Oh?" Razor pretended to be surprised, "Could it be there's some inside story I don't know about? Do tell."
Sickle didn't expect him to be so shameless and wiped the smile off his face, "Qing Ying, Hong Chuang, you tell the chief what happened."
As soon as the words were spoken, Qing Ying and Hong Chuang from the second row stood up.
Razor turned to look at the two, his face seemingly pure but filled with curiosity, "Ladies, what exactly is the situation?"
